YOU ARE ALL FUCKING BASTARDS I want to thank everyone fucking sadistic freaks for leaving comments yesterday. I have pictures in the photo blog, or I will when the desktop realises that it really is connected to the Internet and lets me email them to the upstairs computer. I just spent forty five minutes down there telling that fucker who's da boss in this house! Yea, it's fucked up, I know.

For a girl who hates to sweat, the feeling of sweat rolling down my ass crack was not a pleasant experience. In fact the only activity where I find it permissible, even enjoyable, to be sweaty is X-Rated. I've had two showers and will behaving a HOT bath, with salts for sore muscles right as soon as I hit publish.

For those of you who still do not know what DDR is, here is a link.

I will continue the whole exercising for comments for each post untill I reach my goal. Which is a long ways away. Sigh

Speaking of comments, this..that one has been my most commented on post in all time. I don't know weather to thank you all or hunt you all down and kill you. I did the last forty minutes with JitteryJoe, because workout mode is only one player. I also shoveled the driveway. Tell me honestly. If I add this whole exercise-bullshit-sweating-boobs-thing to my daily life but don't change how I eat, will I still lose weight?

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Today we welcomed our new housemate. His name is Gnomer Pile, and he loves to travel. I don't know much else about him except that he loves kids.

And that they love him back. Here they are watching Sponge Bob,

Do you think I should be worried that this bearded man, Who is practically a stranger likes to sleep with little boys? I mean, He looks awfully pleased with himself, doesn't he? I think I will interrogate him tomorrow during nap time... Is there an online registry for sex offending Gnomes?



Lots of pictures in the photo blog..did I say that already?

Labels: Diet, Gnomer